Madness #5--where the sun don't shine

Marty graduated from his baby tub to the grown-up tub for bathtime. It's been a lot more convenient now that we can just sit him in the tub with a couple inches of warm water and scrub all that drool and those boogers and that spit-up and those cracker crumbs and that little bit of pureed lasanga off of his tiny body.

Bathtime is a fun time for Mama and baby. It's a chance for both of us to relax and just enjoy playing with the plastic cups and rubber duckies that float in the water--though Marty enjoys that part a bit more than I do. Really though, it's a great chance to wind down after a long day. Not to mention how great that little boy smells with his hair all washed and his body all clean and lotioned!

But no one told me about the hair issue I'd encounter with this "big boy tub" graduation. See, when adults shower, especially girl adults, long hairs disconnect themselves from our heads and wind up on the shower floor. So when a certain baby takes a bath and spends a good half hour sitting on that shower floor, those hairs end up finding their way into a certain tiny butt crack. It's inevitable. When it's time to put a clean diaper on after he gets all dried off, I almost always pull a hair or two out from "where the sun don't shine".

I know what you're thinking. Just clean the tub before every bath and get rid of any stray hairs ahead of time. It's not that simple. I've tried. Even when I don't see a single hair in that tub, one still manages to find it's way in. Or up. Ew.

Poor little guy. Someday when he finds out about this, he's going to freak out. Maybe it's in his best interest to pull out that baby tub again after all. At least then the hair would be his own. And that's better, right? Madness, I tell you.